So the yard waste guys took all the bags, even the ones that were split open and spilling spiky blackberry vines all over. They took the lot. Whew.
And the squirrels are very confused. I watched one yesterday as it tried to find its stash of something. It had a nut of some sort in its mouth and was looking frantically to find where to hide it. The lack of ground cover made it really nervous... not that squirrels are generally calm.
And lastly, the meter reader came by with his machete in hand and looked at the yard in surprise for a moment before simply pulling up the cover and reading the meter. He shook his head as he left... I wasn't sure if it was shock, dismay, or amusement.